{"id":33655,"date":"2017-08-05T12:47:31","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T16:47:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=33655"},"modified":"2017-08-05T21:01:45","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T01:01:45","slug":"the-baptism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/the-baptism\/","title":{"rendered":"The Baptism&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Love the lord or get the fuck out of my house. I conceded and remembered wading in a pool of water the size of a backend of a sauna and cloudy with a dead rat floating by with roaches trailing behind. I baptism thee in the Name of the&#8230;I didn&#8217;t want my hair to nap up and I knew my Mother waited patiently on the other side with sunglasses, a migraine, and a moldy towel. Just get it over was all she said.<\/p>\n<p>My Father held me under what seemed an eternity. Damn, my hair got wet and what was the point of all this&#8230;oh yeah, I needed a place to stay and my soul wouldn&#8217;t go to hell&#8230;I pulled at his fisherman boots and glub, damn roach rat water.Hallelujah! I&#8217;m saved and waded in the water&#8230;Oh yeah daddy, can I read the porn in the trunk of your car?<\/p>\n<p>I once was lost and now am found&#8230;Momma can I have a drink too?i had a rough day and I can go to heaven now. I had a double scoop at Velvet Freeze, lemon and bubblegum. My favorite instead. I wore an Afro the next day to gym that morning. Was blind, but now I see.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Love the lord or get the fuck out of my house. I conceded and remembered wading in a pool of water the size of a backend of a sauna and cloudy with a dead rat floating by with roaches trailing behind. I baptism thee in&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1039,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-33655","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33655","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1039"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=33655"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33655\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":33835,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33655\/revisions\/33835"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33655"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=33655"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=33655"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}